How U Luv That Lyrics - King Remembered In Time - Big K.r.i.t.

Shit, I got the hook up, bitch 

What you know 'bout this? 

Old school my whip 

King Tut my wrist 

I got the hook up, bitch 

What you know 'bout this? 

I put on my clique 

Hoes on my dick 

How you love that? 

I got the hook up bitch 

What you know 'bout this? 

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Fuck what you heard, ho, they know bout the Krizzle 

The Chevy on four Pirellis with the pole in the middle 

I break a ho if she brittle, pimpin' hot off the griddle 

Cluckin' bustas freakin' and fuckin' for nothing 

So how you figure I was tricking off? 

Candy paint my Caddy frame don't be ashamed to lick it off 

Hail Mary some game to a dame and you can't pick it off 

Off the chain (Hoo!) I can't sic it off 

Time and time again I try and tell them let me kick it off 

And bang on it, I put these lames on it 

It ain't Multi if ain't put my name on it 

Make that kinda track and put a train on it 

Styrofoam, purple rain on it 

Fresh up out the cleaners, my demeanor, not a stain on it 

Reign on it, put some chains on it, bet the game on it 

My woofer beat to the frequency that a bitch done came on it 

Pinky ring on em, chinchilla get hanged on the floor 

I leave a bitch fiending for some more 

Photos 

Yeah, B-izza G SANT, biatch 

Young trill nigga, ho you know just what I be bout 

Time to take off them T tops, we on that, like banners 

Man hold up, my car older than your favorite rapper 

This that shit that they should capture on film 

Lights camera action, life 

Bitch my pimpin' 1080p, without a satellite 

Why niggas ain't acting right, talkin' 'bout who run the South 

They know it's us 

They sick and ain't no Robituss to help 'em out 

I been official, big dawg in the yard 

Voted most likely to murder every verse that I start 

So as soon as I part and I hop on that ride 

Better leave with your bitch, 'fore I'm off in her mouth 

Cuz I'mma big timer rhymer, no co-signers around for you 

If I ain't make that clear let me break it down for ya 

They lame (yeah), we not (yeah), see us (yeah) on top (yeah) 

Alumni forever ever bitch 

They know